Perfect Strangers!
A Social Club is where members of exclusive societies gather to hang around and chat about common interests and goals.
What goes on behind these walls is... only for the initiated!
Note from the Management
Can you remember, remember my name as I flow through your life. A thousand oceans I have flown and cold spirits of ice, all my life I am the echo of your past.. I am returning the echo of a point in time, distant faces shine, a thousand warriors I have known and laughing as the spirits appear. All your life, shadows of another day. And if you hear me talking on the wind, Youve got to understand we must remain, Perfect strangers.
I know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow.
A strand of silver hanging through the sky, touching more than you see. The voice of ages in your mind is aching with the dead of the night. Precious life (your tears are lost in falling rain)
And if you hear me talking on the wind. Youve got to understand.
We must remain,
Perfect strangers!
~by Deep Purple.